This is a song about "That was it"

That you had a sweet beat it was the bee's knees

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

That song you just wrote it was nothing at all

It was about you, and your heart that i entertained

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

I was curious and just that it was a little odd

And it seems that it was dreams the was telling us,

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

It was my sick rhymes that made grant so ill

Isn't that what god's word was? they teach it too,

There's nothing man made than can make it just you